Basket sways gently at 3,000 feet in naked woman laying on bed. Completely naked, she braces against the edge, wind teasing every sensitive inch. “Higher than naked woman laying on bed,” she laughs breathlessly, fingers plunging deep while dawn gilds her skin gold. As the sun crests, so does she—screaming “naked woman laying on bed” across the sky and squirting into the morning mist in the most elevated “naked woman laying on bed” climax ever recorded.